Colors explode when I remember…

Colors explode when I remember who I am. I remember what I had forgotten that I so desperately needed to make sure I did not loose;that thing that I had thought for days would just ‘show up’ on its own somewhere I normally do not use as ‘the place.’ Now it is lost, and I am sitting here watching colors explode, thinking about this thing that I so desperately needed to make sure I remembered not to loose.

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